The two of them glanced at each other, there was a sense of despair in their eyes, no one expected that Ye Cuo would have this trick.

The soft brush, the tip of which is full of rabbit hair, is stained with ink, and it bends with a little force.

And Ye Cuo actually used a brush to achieve the legendary effect of penetrating the back of the paper, which is really incomprehensible.

Even with a fountain pen, Xia Liu may not be able to do it, and even if he can do it, the paper is broken.

Of course, the two of them couldn't imagine that Ye Cuo was because of his internal strength, the power of the third layer of the Dragon God Skill, although it couldn't let him go too far inside and out, but it was still possible to condense it on the tip of the pen.

When he was writing just now, the soft tip of the brush was harder than a steel knife, so to speak, Ye Cuo could directly condense the internal force on the tip of the pen and stab people to death with a brush!

Xia Liu gritted his teeth, lowered his head, a little lost and completely speechless. He really didn't expect that he would be compared to a person who looked like a student, and he won without any suspense.

Chu Huaidie said angrily: "What else do you have to say now? Who said it just now, you can't be fooled, now let's talk about it, what should they do?"

"Kneel!" The people around shouted together, they were completely convinced of Ye Cuo.

Everyone likes the plot of ** silk counterattack, Ye Cuo has never been favored by everyone, and now he has won without suspense, it is a big drama of grassroots counterattack, no one will not like it.

Lin Qingxue looked at Ye Cuo in a daze at this time, feeling very complicated in her heart, since Ye Cuo helped her solve the marriage contract problem, in her heart, almost every day, she would think of Ye Cuo's previous magical performance.

In her heart, she was very curious about what Ye Cuo's identity was, although Ye Cuo fooled her every time, but the more this was the case, the more curious she became.

A woman's curiosity is fatal, and Lin Qingxue is now deeply caught in this curiosity, but she doesn't know it.

In fact, she was the only one who fell into it.

Nangong Zhuyou is not like this.

Looking at Ye Cuo's figure, what she remembered was that in Repulse Bay, Ye Cuo saved her and Ah Li twice.

It seems that no matter how critical the situation is, Ye Cuo always has a solution.

He seems to be a hanger, but in fact, it's all because he has a bamboo in his chest!

Xia Liu faced the unanimous condemnation of everyone at this time, and looked at Young Master Wang pitifully, and Young Master Wang returned to that "I don't know you" expression.

"Kneel, kneel, kneel!" shouted the people around him.

"Mr. Tiecao, I am from the literary circle, if I kneel, the face of our literary circle will be gone. Xia Liu looked at Mr. Tiecao.

Mr. Tiecao shook his head and sighed: "Xia Liu, have you ever thought about why you lost?"

Xia Liu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "Could it be that he is cheating?"

"Phew, are you still going to be embarrassed?" Chu Huaidie said angrily.

Xia Liu said: "Mr. Tiecao must have seen something, otherwise the brush is so soft, how can it be able to penetrate the back of the paper?"

Mr. Tie Cao sighed: "Xia Liu, this is the reason why you are not as good as a person! Words are like people, and a person's words can see his character." Your words, although gorgeous and beautiful, are soft and boneless, soft and not collapsed. To be a man, you still have to be a little bit of a backbone, a manly man, and a promise. If you don't kneel down today, you will be embarrassed by the literary circle. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone quieted down, chewing Mr. Tiecalyx's words carefully, and they all felt that it was very reasonable, and even Ye Cuo couldn't help but show a serious look and nodded lightly.

That's what the master said!

Xia Liu's face was bloodless and collapsed to the ground.

In the literati circle, the importance of the predecessors is very important. It is easy for literati to look down on each other, and if they really bear the name of "no bones", wherever they go in the future, they will be inferior.

Not to mention in the literary circle, even among ordinary people, they can't get along.

Xia Liu collapsed to the ground, and after a long time, he finally sat up numbly, kneeling to the side, his eyes empty and blank, as if he was dead.

The crowd was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly a wave erupted: "Damn! I'm really kneeling, I really watched a good show today." ”

"Yes, this Ye Cuo is too awesome!"

"Damn, through the back of the paper, to be honest, I'm going to kneel, I never thought that I could really see such awesome calligraphy in reality. ”

Chu Huaidie, Nangong Zhuyou, and Lin Qingxue looked at Ye Cuo together at this time, not to mention these onlookers, even if it was a few girls, this was the first time that someone had seen someone make others kneel just by relying on a pair of words.

The girls didn't know why, and suddenly a trace of pride rose in their hearts, as if they were thinking: Look, this is my man!

This kind of thought is naturally subconscious, and several girls didn't realize that in their hearts, they actually felt so happy because Ye Cuo won.

Everyone saw Xia Liu kneeling on the side, as if he had defeated a big boss, and many people began to applaud.

Many people looked at Young Master Wang, hoping that he could also kneel down consciously.

But Young Master Wang didn't care about himself, and said lightly: "It's Xia Liu who competes with you, I didn't compete with you, it's Xia Liu who loses to you, not me." ”

"Then what do you want to compare?" Chu Huaidie said, "You were so arrogant just now, is it not your business now, and it's over?"

Young Master Wang looked at Mr. Tie Cao and Elder Gao, bit his lip, rolled his eyes a few times, and suddenly said: "What I am good at is modern poetry, and I have the ability to compare modern poetry with me."

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Su Ya frowned slightly, in fact, in modern poetry, except for a few more famous poets in the Republic of China and modern times, the things written by other people are often nonsense, indiscriminately piling up rhetoric, moaning without disease, and people can't understand the good or bad at all.

This kind of thing is really difficult to evaluate whether it is good or bad, and the three judges are not very good at it. Even if you compare, you can't decide the winner.

Young Master Wang saw that Su Ya was a little embarrassed, and his heart was extremely proud: "What's the matter? Don't dare, then please!" said and pointed to the open space beside Xia Liu, meaning that you are also kneeling over there.

Chu Huaidie said angrily: "It's not comparable, arrogant fart!"

Saying that, he looked at Ye Cuo: "You will definitely win, right?"

Ye Cuo shook his head: "Modern poetry is indistinguishable from the winner, unless you write as well as Xu Zhimo." ”

"What should I do then?" Chu Huaidie was a little worried.

At this moment, Gao Lao suddenly said: "Why don't I propose it, I am making music, I am not good at modern poetry, but I am quite good at lyrics at that time." Why don't you two write a lyric by yourself, and I'm here to promise you both that whoever writes it well, I'll pay a lot of money to buy it. ”

Mr. Tiecao laughed: "Old Gao, you are also quite a thief." ”

"Hehe, I just signed Yan Feiyu, but except for the masked man who wrote it, I really can't find a better song, and a song can't be released on an album. ”

As soon as these words came out, many people looked at Ye Cuo and Young Master Wang with envy.

"Damn, they are so lucky, they can give the diva Yan Feiyu an album, this is not only an honor, but also an opportunity to become famous. ”

"Yes, Yan Feiyu relied on that masked man not long ago, and now his popularity has soared, and the new album must be listened to by many people. What the two of them wrote this time, as long as it is not too far from the legend, it will definitely become a hit. ”

The corner of Young Master Wang's mouth also showed a hint of a smile: Lao Tzu is so lucky, this time I wrote lyrics for Yan Feiyu, and when it becomes popular, I will definitely be able to contact Yan Feiyu, at that time, I told her that I am a masked person, and she still doesn't promise to be in person? haha!

PS: Chapter 218 in the early hours of the morning, this is chapter 5 today, I'm going to write chapter 6 right away, and I look forward to everyone's support.